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Runaway Wind Lyrics
You don't blow like the breeze you were born to be
You die down in the trees and try to hide
Will you witness the dark
All you need is a spark
A cathedral of torches to light the night
On your mark here I am
I'm your spark
Runaway wind
Run run away wind
You trade your telescope for a keyhole
Make way for the gray that's in your brown
As dreams make way for plans
See ya watch life from the stands
Come on I'll help you burn 'em to the ground
On your mark here I am
I'm your spark
Runaway wind
He sees ya like a river
Deep and silent
And he runs to you like
A shallow noisy stream
I see what you've become and try to hide it
You need someone who sees
What you were born to be
Here I am
You don't blow like the breeze
You were born to be
You don't know what to do with your life
As day returns to dark
Flame returns to spark
Come on I feel I'm blowing out tonight
I'm your spark here I am
I'm your spark here I am
I'm your spark here I am
On your mark run away wind
Watch you run
Watch you run
Watch you run
You die down in the trees and try to hide
Will you witness the dark
All you need is a spark
A cathedral of torches to light the night
I'm your spark
Runaway wind
Run run away wind
Make way for the gray that's in your brown
As dreams make way for plans
See ya watch life from the stands
Come on I'll help you burn 'em to the ground
I'm your spark
Runaway wind
Deep and silent
And he runs to you like
A shallow noisy stream
I see what you've become and try to hide it
You need someone who sees
What you were born to be
You were born to be
You don't know what to do with your life
As day returns to dark
Flame returns to spark
Come on I feel I'm blowing out tonight
I'm your spark here I am
I'm your spark here I am
On your mark run away wind
Watch you run
Watch you run
Watch you run
Song Info
Submitted by
wheaties409 On May 01, 2006
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Basically a song to a woman who has lost her dreams and perhaps gotten domesticated. Traded looking at stars through a telescope, to reading gossip of peeping through keyholes into other people's lives.
She needs to break away like a run away wind.
Archly, may be from someone who wants to have an affair with someone married or tied down by a situation.
Paul often writes about women (Merry Go Round), but I wonder if this is autobiographical and he is the woman is the song. Didn't he once say the femme in Merry Go Round was really him.